http://sweetsalome.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] sweetsalome.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] sweetsalome 2012-08-11 05:08 am (UTC)

She bounces a little in her seat, clapping her hands together as she squeals. "Yayyyyy! That is going to be so awesome, thank you! Thank you!" Leaning over she kisses his cheek over and over till she forces herself to sit back down and relax. Yeah, she probably shouldn't be bouncing around in her seat with her grandmother just recently dead. Whatever, they get paid to teach not to give a fuck. He could have told them straight up that they were going on a trip for her birthday and he might have gotten hard looks but really, no one would give a fuck. As long as she wasn't gone for too long, because there is a waiting list.

But, yeah, Susan came out of some ooze, some dark ceremony between the base Gods or some shit like that. Needless to say no human being birthed her. She is like a dark hole, created by some massive supernova. And ten times as scary.

"Oh," she didn't think of that, she didn't think of that at all and all of a sudden their trip is so much better then just a birthday get away for the two of them. It makes her heart race in her chest, a frantic vibrating beat and she reaches up to touch her chest, as if that could calm her down.

"So, if we wanted to, you could kiss me in public? Or if I wanted to hold your hand?" That's probably not so weird, fathers and daughters hold hands all the time. Just not when their daughters are sixteen. Yeah this trip is going to be really hard to top because - hot fucking damn. "We can pretend to be boyfriend and girlfriend? I mean, I know that's not what this is, but we can pretend and behave like that?"

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